Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Guatemala and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Alphaville to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by cv313. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Drexciya,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stereo Dub,
Sight & Sound,
Rod Modell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ten City,
Second Layer,
Frankie Knuckles,
Can,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Swans,
The Mummies,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Danielle Patucci,
The Skatalites,
Alphaville,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Techniques,
Patti Smith,
New York Dolls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nik Kershaw,
Young Marble Giants,
Tomorrow,
Tropical Tobacco,
Outsiders,
Joyce Sims,
Dual Sessions,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Swans,
Sam Rivers,
The Electric Prunes,
X-101,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lucky Dragons,
The Fortunes,
Cybotron,
Al Stewart,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Byrd,
Scion,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cal Tjader,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cluster,
The Music Machine,
Hardrive,
Pere Ubu,
The Kinks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.